I may be pissed, but that doesn’t mean I love you any less.
Doesn’t I won’t ensure that you are in safe hands before I leave.
I know you don’t turn anymore, but my eyes stayed on you, till you are safe.
Take me in your arms, when I’ve bled.
We’ll never be disappointed if we do not have expectations
Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don’t blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being “in love”, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
Louis de Bernières (via kari-shma)
Your body needs to be held and to hold, to be touched and to touch. None of these needs is to be despised, denied, or repressed. But you have to keep searching for your body’s deeper need, the need for genuine love. Every time you are able to go beyond the body’s superficial desires for love, you are bringing your body home and moving toward integration and unity
Henri Nouwen
To be really medieval one should have no body. To be really modern one should have no soul. To be really Greek one should have no clothes.
Oscar Wilde (via quote-book)
War is the strike price, its below zero. Peace should be exercised, because its in the money.
